Called the doc's at 9:15 AM and got their "our office is closed" answering machine. WTF? They are supposed to be open at 9. Lazy buggers.
Waited from 9:15 AM until 1:30 PM for my doctor to call. In meantime, the pharmacy calls. Dinks asthma meds are ready. Perfect. Flipped a coin, bundled the child, jumped in the car, and went to get meds. Came home. Doctor's office called and left a message.
Do these bastards have radar? They either call back when I step far away enough from the phone that I can't get it in four rings, or I step out to do something. That "something" could be as benign as picking up the mail from the post box.
So I call right back. Answering machine. Again. This time the message was "We're on break". Okay. No prob. We all have to eat. Left message two - slightly sterner.
Waited and waited and waited. Watched brain melting children's television shows. Kipper is quite the philosopher. Waited and waited and waited. Got conned into playing Candyland. I hate that game. Waited and waited and waited. Decided to pull energy together and clean the house. Well, I vacuumed. Talked to my mum. Gave her the 411. Waited and waited and mother lovin' waited. Cooked dinner. Geo came home.
Phone rang! But only Dinks heard it (it was in the bedroom).
She yells, "I get it, I get it!" I realize what she means, run, stumble over child, grab phone and pacify trampled child, and it was dead (the phone, not the child). Checked Caller ID. Yep! It was them. Called RIGHT back. GOT.THE.ANSWERING.DEVICE.AGAIN! And it was the "Office is closed" message. ARGH!
If it was a cuss word, it was being used. In my head. I didn't want to cuss in my message. but this message was sterner and hinted of being beyond annoyed.
Now, I'll call them today and get "Well, we did call you twice!" Fair enough. They did. They had nine hours to call me and they called twice. So, after I barrage them with annoying calls and or messages, AND I get my friggin appointment and the drugs I need, I'm switching doctors.